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He had never dreamed that baduk players could end up with a rabid fangirl following.
"Ko! First-class looks matched only by first-class skill!"
"Yeong! Forever the ideal man in our hearts!"
"Ha! There's something we'd like to say to you: Oppa, we love you!"
With that, the girls lined up outside the Kiwon all burst out screaming and tried to grab at Yeongha's shirt as he stepped into the waiting car, while shielded by the building's security guards--who were clearly not being paid enough to do this sort of work, Suyeong thought as he pushed through the crowd in Yeongha's wake. He barely managed to get inside before the car door slammed shut against prying fingers.
"To Shinchon, please," Yeongha said coolly, as if he hadn't just been nearly assaulted and molested by several dozen fans.
"What...on earth...was that?" Suyeong asked incredulously as soon as he managed to catch his breath.
"Apparently, they televised my last international match in Japan with Touya Akira on SBS."
"So what, you're now some kind of celebrity? You're a baduk pro, not some entertainer."
"Be that as it may, there's a Cyworld club and a Daum café dedicated to me now. Plus, my minihompy beat out Yunho's in number of hits last week." Yeongha pretended to study his nails nonchalantly, but there was a distinctly smug tone to his voice.
Suyeong could only shake his head in amazement. "Wow. Girls are crazy."